In the palace of the northern king of Linguo,

A song Mo Shangsang, a pair of lovers.

It was late autumn, the flowers and leaves were falling, the courtyard was bleak, the woman was plucking the strings, the man was playing the flute, and in the pavilion, sitting opposite each other, tactfully and speechless.

The man was sad and wanted to speak, the woman got up and squatted down in front of the man, and asked softly, "What happened?"

"I don't want you to worry." The man looked at the woman's confused eyes, and unconsciously lowered his head and approached Wen Yan and said.

The woman pursed her lips and shook her head, and said seriously on her back, "You and I are husband and wife, we are one, you should tell me, we will face it together." Have you forgotten the promise you made to me at your wedding? ”

The man lifted the woman up and made her sit on his lap, "My father is dying, and the royal brother is ready to force the palace, and you will coerce me to help him." ”

"Did you promise him?" The woman asked, leaning on the man's shoulder, slightly hooking the man's neck.

"No, the country of Lin is meaningless to me now, it is my only wish to grow old with you in this life, I will neither fight with him, nor help him do this." The man caressed the woman's beautiful cheeks, and what he saw was that the years were beautiful and the time was amazing.

The feelings in the man's heart are speechless, since the wedding, the pen and ink Danqing, the days of Suqin and the fragrance of books, like a pool of autumn water, cleansed in the heart, cleansed away the arrogance of stepping on the territory and expanding the territory, swept away the interests of the open and dark competition, cleansed thoroughly, cleanly.

In the Molin Palace,

The door opened and the wind entered, the residual wax flickered, and a thin old man with a dispersed bed clothes and a face like white paper was lying weakly on the bright yellow bed, the coldness that could be reached, intermittent breathing, everything around him seemed to announce the end of the person on the bed, and the palace maid knelt on the ground, deliberately sobbing.

The old man seemed to be waiting for someone, squinting hard, refusing to breathe, with the sound of weapons colliding on the corridor, the old man took a deep breath, turned his head hard, and looked hard, hoping to see the figure of the person in his heart, however, what he saw was the familiar face that he didn't want to see again, a terrible face that only a person whose heart was full of killing, anger, and inferiority could have.

The old man closed his eyes in disappointment and waited quietly, not knowing who would come first, death or the man in his heart.

"Father, you're disappointed, aren't you?" The man ordered his subordinates to tie up and kill all the palace maids in the Molin Palace, and walked quickly to the bed, looking at them and smiling.

Seeing that the old man opened his eyes slightly and closed them again, he sneered coldly, "Don't wait, Mo Jin won't come, your throne can't be compared to that woman after all, father, I really don't understand, why would you rather give the throne to a person with no ambitions than give it to me?"

The old man was still silent, didn't listen or look, the man bowed and sat on the edge of the bed and laughed twice, and said provocatively, "You'd better not die so quickly, I've planned it, as soon as you die, I will inherit the throne, you know, I can't put sand in my eyes, I will take back everything that should belong to me!" ”

"Mo Yu, you ......" Before he finished speaking, the old man straightened up and lost his breath, staring at his pupils and opening his mouth wide, but there was no more sound.

On the same day, the old monarch passed away, the whole country mourned, and his eldest son Mo Yu took advantage of this to ascend the throne, and the masked shadow guard who had been supported by the South Wangfu for many years poured out, just because of a secret letter from the South King received earlier, which was only four words: the Mansion of the North King.

Therefore, at noon, in the North Prince's Mansion, unfortunately suffered a tragic massacre, in half a day, the autumn wind swept the red leaves, blood was all over the ground, tears became a river, the whole mansion, only one person survived because of the desperate protection of the North King, this person is the North Princess.

Night

In the Beiwang Palace,

"King Nan, no, I should call you now, Your Majesty, you might as well kill me!" The woman knelt on the ground and held the man's body in her arms, and said in a mournful tone.

"Kill you? No! I just want you and Mo Jin to be together in this life, in this life, forever and forever. Lin Guo's new monarch Mo Yu bent down and said with a smile.

"Why are you doing this?" The woman's expression was sad and her heart ached.

The new monarch of Lin Guo pinched the woman's jaw and said jealously, "I obviously saw you before him, and I was obviously better than him, why are you the same as your father, and you always have only him in your eyes?"

"For I knew at first sight that you were a narrow-minded and irritable man." The woman shook her face in pain and sarcastically.

"I'm narrow-minded, what about him?" Lin Guoxinjun nodded disdainfully.

The woman looked at the person in her arms with low eyes, and said softly with a smile, "Kind and upright, gentle as jade." ”

In this situation, how can the new monarch of Lin Guo not be angry, he was in a hurry, so he used a lot of force to pull the woman up, lifted her on the wall, and tore like a beast, no matter how angry the woman resisted and struggled, it was useless, and after the pain, it was even greater pain.

The next day, the woman was smuggled to the palace by the new monarch of the Lin Kingdom, and there was only one person in the huge and deserted harem.

Qi Kingdom Xingmu Palace,

Recalling the past, in the Xingmu Palace, the woman crawled to the nurse, gently picked up the child, and still sang the familiar ballad.

The woman thought to herself, it was not the first time she had seen blood, and she should have gotten used to it, shouldn't she? Why do you just hate it so much?

The woman slowly placed the child in the cradle, turned around and took out a small bottle with delicate lines from the dresser, which contained a strange white powder, which the woman poured into the tea and drank it all, so that a long-lost smile finally appeared on the woman's face.

After that, the woman looked deeply at the infant child, and suddenly felt very guilty in her heart, and hurriedly called the grandmother who had been taking care of the child, and said Yunyun in her ear, and the grandmother nodded firmly and said, "Go with confidence." ”

When the monarch of Qi Kingdom found out, the woman had already left with a smile, because of it, many medical officers were splashed with blood on the spot that night.

After that, the monarch of the Qi Kingdom had no harem, only one son, named Mogui.